Travelers in Blooms Cover

I left with a map of questions

And dust beneath my name

Crossed through the mouths of cities Where every stranger looked the same

But a candle in a window And a hand beneath the rain

Turned the road into a doorway Turned my distance into change

Every face held a small sunrise Every wound,

a hidden flame

I am a traveler

through the living world Finding home in every soul

From the child who laughs in the market To the heart that

has grown cold

We are more than all our borders More than stories carved in

stone Love is waiting in the meeting And no one walks alone

I slept beside a river

That carried names away

Heard an old man sing of leaving

Like tomorrow owed him grace

A woman shared her silence When there was nothing left to say

And I learned the deepest language Is the kindness we convey Every

life becomes a lantern

When we let another in

If I vanish past the horizon

If my footprints fade from view

Let the road remember softly

I was changed by meeting you

Not one heart is just a stranger Not one life is passing

through Every soul becomes a mirror

Showing what the light can do

I am a traveler through the living world Finding home in every

soul

In the eyes that hold a sorrow

In the hearts that still are whole

We are more than all our borders

More than all we think we know

Love is waiting in the meeting And it teaches us to grow

So I’ll walk beneath the wide sky With an open hand and

soul Everywhere the road may lead me There is love,

and there is home (there is love)